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Jun 2015 · 386
My heart bleeds poetry
My heart bleeds poetry, the way your wrists bleed blood
And so I bled, as my world fell into the mud
Yet I bleed not now, for neither do you,
and you don't care, so you're not going to.
But let it not be said, that I did not try,
I just can't bleed poetry, with a muse that's gone dry
Jun 2015 · 367
Shame about the destination
Life is a journey, a road of wonder, and pain,
shame about the destination, I'll never see you again.
Jun 2015 · 863
Ripples
Poetry is just emotion distilled,
but before that, the cup must be spilled.
Passion and pain, must come and go,
before the poetry shall flow.

And when the world stops so still,
and it all becomes a frozen chill,
along comes emotion to thaw it out,
and then a ripple comes about.

And ripples grow to so much more
and so there is, poetry to adore.
May 2015 · 408
There is no point
There is no point, all is dust,
my life will end, as all things must.
No feeling is worth the pain of life,
a pointless waste, filled with strife.
So with this blade I'll end it all
and into peace, I'll finally fall.
May 2015 · 248
How long?
Months later I still wake up missing you
With your perfect voice and eyes so blue
After how long is not okay to cry?
After how long will I stop wanting to die?
Things change and feelings fade
You’ve forgotten our memories made.
You were everything you said you weren’t
Your fiery perfection got me burnt
I still remember every minute,
Your life goes on but I’m not in it.
May 2015 · 515
Endless possibilities
Endless possibilities, I won't be controlled,
no such thing as fate, don't trust the lies I've been told.
Mind over matter I'll get what I want,
destroy destiny and it leave so gaunt.
I won't bow to the whim of the past,
I'll make my own future, forever to last.
May 2015 · 493
An explanation
I'd pretended for so long,
that I'd forgotten it was real.
So when things started to go wrong,
I didn't know what to feel.
I slowly slipped away from you.
then blamed you when you left.
I lost myself in feeling blue
and forgot about your theft.
I was so sure I had forever,
that I'd forgotten about right now.
Now I know I wasn't clever,
because I let you forget how;
You were my muse,
and I loved you so.
Now I write like this as if it's news,
but I messed up long ago.
I finally understand
but took me far too long.
The time's no longer at hand,
and I was far too wrong.
May 2015 · 335
I could do this.
You know what?
I can't believe my luck, 'cause it's getting late
and I'm talking to her and everything is great
and we're laughing.

And it never even occurred to me,
but maybe this is how things should be.

So far away,
and it's been such a while,
but I can't but smile,
I could do this.

It's not what I wanted but it's not so bad
and for the first time in a while I am actually glad.
May 2015 · 296
Goodbye
You weren't an enigma, worth a try,
nor a perfect mystery, just a lie.
Falsehood after falsehood, let them all die,
I've found you out now, I guess it's goodbye.
May 2015 · 369
Far too late
I finally found the words, but I found them far too late,
I guess I can't avoid, that cruel, cruel thing called fate.
I've wanted to tell you for longer than I can recall,
But now I've missed my chance, I can't tell you it at all.
So I'll scream into my pillow, scream till my face is blue,
Screaming all the words, I wish I could be whispering to you.
But it's too late, I messed up, missed my chance,
No more future for the two of us, but at least we had that dance.
May 2015 · 374
The Id Wins, every time.
How can I miss, a girl I don't know?
How can you reap, seeds you don't sow?
I don't know her any more, I can't feel like this
Come on, my boy, you crave that kiss
I gave it a shot, it failed, it died
How can you know if you haven't tried?

Play the game, come on, get on the ball
I tried, I played, and I lost it all
Another chance, come on, you still think she's hot
Alright, one last go, I'll it a shot

The id wins, every time
Shut up Id, this is my rhyme
May 2015 · 1.0k
Sleep deprived rhyming
Just a stranger with a familiar face
Who's touch once caused my heart to race
And I'd trade my life just to know you now
To be in your life any way you'll allow
But I hope in vain, you are much too gone
You're someone different, you have moved on.
May 2015 · 435
Oh well
The gun's cold barrel against my head
If I pull the trigger then I'll be dead
I'll paint the wall with my blood so red
Free from the world, I will be dead.

Or swing my neck, from a rope
I've given up the notion of hope
And none will care, or cry or mope
They won't even notice, or so I hope

I just shouldn't have said a single thing,
then my ears would not ring,
with the sound of the pain, living will bring
and I wouldn't have to hear, the angels sing.

Oh well, too late now.
Apr 2015 · 314
Everything.
Radiant, beautiful, orbs of grey,
one look infinitely, brightened my day.
Strands of red-gold, falling flawlessly
my mind dreaming, wildly, lawlessly.
A sound I hadn't heard in too long,
that confused my heart, spawning this song.
Apr 2015 · 529
Sorry Cutie
I had the words, but I forgot.
Lately that's happened a lot.
I don't see the point in writing,
You got bored, I should be done fighting.
But I'm not and I know it too,
the only one who doesn't, seems to be you.
Apr 2015 · 212
I always know
Before it happens, I always know
I've had only, one surprising blow,
But it doesn't matter, and neither do you,
she's gone, and now, you are too.
Goodbye cutie
Apr 2015 · 319
Naught but a lie.
Staring deep, into the fire, as it dies,
I've come to see, that it all was lies.
But now I forget your once perfect voice,
That's what you want, and it was your choice.
But the beat of your heart, pulsing with haste,
Lying in my arms, as they wrapped round your waist.  
That memory shall take longer, much longer, to die,
Too bad even that memory, was naught but a lie.
Apr 2015 · 1.5k
Sing, Goddess
Sing, Goddess, a poem worthy of my love
As beautiful as Venus, lady of the dove
Sing, Goddess, for my muse has run dry
Yet the muses are immortal, never to die
Sing, Goddess, Erato hear my plea
I need a poem good enough, for my love to see.
Apr 2015 · 652
Grey with Envy
My favourite colour, has long since been grey
But I didn't know why, until today
I envy grey, grey doesn't commit
Any strong emotion, well grey isn't it
Grey's not red anger, red hate, or  red love,
Blue sadness, yellow fury or perfection's white dove.
No, grey is nothing, no emotion, no pain,
no commitment, no dichotomies, I want that again.
Apr 2015 · 465
Anger (Again)
My heart hungers for revenge and my sword it thirsts for blood
Those who thought they'd defy me hit the ground with a satisfying 'thud'
It's not my fault, I didn't do it.
We all know I was driven to it.
The smug looks, the mocking words
now they're just fodder for the birds
Stand in my way and I'll improve my renown
Make me look back and I shall cut. You. Down

May your god take mercy on you, I have none to spare
You can't do you what you did, and expect me not to care.
This was like a happy anger...that's probably not a good thing.
Apr 2015 · 454
Far away
I want to show you the words I write,
whisper them softly to you at night.
But you're too far away and the words aren't good enough
My reply is always 'nothing' and you don't care to call my bluff.

Far away with other people, in a place I just don't know
Far away beyond where I am, beyond the hills and snow
But I've a blade of ice and heart stone
so I can handle this being alone

Yet remember when you laid your head,
in my lap and on my bed?
Remember the smiles of our first date?
Why haven't I felt that as of late?

Time is a really killer, and yeah so is distance too
far two long are both, separating me and you
Now I know I'm not supposed to care,
but I still see your smile everywhere

In my dreams, when my eyes are closed
but I hide it and keep composed.
Far too long since I've seen your face
and even longer, since I made your heart race.
Apr 2015 · 347
NO
NO
No *******, I was done feeling like this.
Nope not any more, no I refuse to miss.
It's not fair her eyes they shine, her voice is pure bliss.
Nope I won't, these aren't my thoughts they're his

How can I? Things have changed, I'm not him any more
I'm now strong, that boy is gone, it's something I abhor
I'm happy now, it's all so good, I simply adore
But no I can't, the voice is back, my mind is now at war.

I thought I was done, but no I'm not, this life will never change
No I can't, this can't be it, I won't let it derange.
Apr 2015 · 462
A knife and a crown.
I looked to the heavens, for my salvation,
and they came burning down
I went to the beach, to get away from the heat,
and in the water I started to drown
I ran off to the woods, to find me some peace
but they came and hunted me down
So I set off alone, and found my own place
a king all alone, with a knife, and a crown.
I want to write a poem
about why I love your eyes,
but I am having trouble thinking
and I don't want it to be lies.
I want to write a comparison
to help you understand,
why I think you're perfect
and my love for you's so grand.
I want to let you know
I have never felt this good,
but my poems seem so terrible
and I don't know if I should.
So here's a poem you'll never read
a rhyme you'll never see,
you're so very perfect
and I'm stuck here just being me.
Mar 2015 · 343
The kind of girl
The kind of eyes that abate my fears,
The sweetest voice, I've heard in years,
The kind of good I used to doubt,
The good that I can't live without,
The kind of nice I thought was gone,
In a world that seems to have moved on,
The kind of happy that can't be true,
But somehow is, when I'm with you.
Mar 2015 · 1.0k
Cutie
Nothing compares to your beauty my dear
In your cheeks a red blush,does slowly appear
Cute beyond words, with a voice oh so sweet
Oh the most amazing girl, I ever did meet
Laced fingers, we hold hands, and I can't help but smile
As always around you I'm happy the whole while.
What happened to all the things, for which you once did fall?
What happened to my smile which made you happy for no reason at all?
What happened to my laugh, being utterly contagious?
Why does the thought of that, now seen so outrageous?
What happened to our late night talks, with 1 am to quick?
Why do all the memories, now make me feel so sick?
What happened to our jokes, which made you burst into laughter?
The ones which still seemed funny, when remembered some days after?
What happened to I make your day better, even when you want to cry?
Why are all these things gone? Why do I want to die?
What happened to each second spent together making you crave more?
What happened to the mutual love, with the girl I do adore?
But most of all, what happened to me and you?
Mar 2015 · 242
Maybe this is how it'll end
Not romantic, not poetic, just a chance to not exist
Slowly drawing, a cold steel blade, across the neck that she once kissed
I won't be remembered, I'm forgotten even now
I managed to make it this far but I'm really not sure how.
So goodbye to everyone, who won't read this
Goodbye to everyone who will barely even notice
So this is it, goodbye, I hope
So this is it, I'll get the rope
Feb 2015 · 479
I bid the world adieu
My only good poems were to make her fall
because once she left, no one cared at all

I want to die when I find the right words
words as beautiful as the songs of birds

But I can't, the words left when she did
now I'm alone, just me and my id

The rhyme has gone, and reason has too
and so to the world, I bid you adieu
What's the point it writing a suicide note they won't read?
Feb 2015 · 858
Attachment is suffering
Without you life is a lot tougher
But you are still the reason I suffer
I got too attached and I cared to much
Now that's got me dreaming of your touch

So I don't get attached, it'll only hurt
Even looking in her eyes makes me want to flirt
Attachment is the cause of all my pain
and I'll never ever ever live through that again

But I know full well, that I'll fall again
and find I girl I think's worth the pain.
But she won't be
Feb 2015 · 292
hell
I was put through more hell by my little angel, than I ever will by any devil.
I think I write poetry too much 'cause I've too much on my mind
Like this girl I know, she's pretty and sweet and oh boy is she kind
She's on my mind all of the time and I fear I've got a crush
Her words give me butterflies and her smile makes me blush
but it's nothing, I don't like her, I swear
okay so maybe I do but she's so perfect it's just not fair
Feb 2015 · 320
I wish...
Oh dear sweetheart, I played you for a fool.
Did you really think I cared? I didn't care at all
I merely cried those tears in hopes of manipulation
You were so **** and so I faked my devastation
Feb 2015 · 296
I don't care
You know I lied, I don't actually care
You mean nothing to me as I'm sure you're aware
Just leave me alone, shut up and move on
I don't care about you, so you're better off gone
So leave me alone because I just need to think
and slowly, deeply, into madness I sink
Feb 2015 · 2.1k
My suicide note
My best poem'll be my suicide note
the very last thing I ever wrote
a goodbye to those who don't even care
but those I love, because life's unfair.
But this ain't it it's not good enough
but I swear one day I write the right stuff
and it'll be goodbye to the whole world
and so comes the darkness, black wings unfurled
Feb 2015 · 342
Her words
Her words fill my stomach with butterflies
there's no more beautiful sight than her wondrous eyes
I'm falling, falling so far in love
and now she's girl I'm dreaming of
Feb 2015 · 384
Every single night
My soul's as empty as your eyes
that night we said our last goodbyes
I can't feel a thing, because I refuse to
and you don't even care now do you?
But still I sit and think and write
and dream of you, every single night.
Bloodied knuckles, bleeding fist
at least that something I haven't missed.
I don't know what I did but I sure messed it up
as out of my hand I pull shards of cup
I just shouldn't have said anything
I should've know wasn't worth the trouble it'd bring
Why are you ****** of off? What have I done wrong?
It's times like this I realize, that life is too long.
Perhaps it'd be best, if I just said goodbye
I'm no use while living, so I might as well die.
Feb 2015 · 476
It didn't mean a thing
I bite my lip, and I try not to cry
I'll blame it on there being, something in my eye
Because I haven't seen you in the longest time
and the girl in picture's not the one who used to make me rhyme
Her eyes are too dull and her hair is too dark
she's not the same girl I kissed in that park,
She grew up, she moved on and she's happy now
and I'm here thinking and I'm wondering how.
She said she'd love me forever but it didn't work out
so why is she still the one I'm dreaming about?
I'm not meant to miss a girl who doesn't even care
but with her I could've been happy anywhere
months come and months go and I'm still all alone
still sitting here reading all her texts on my phone
how did I let this happen when the one thing I knew
was that is that I would always, always. always love you
It didn't mean a thing, so why does it hurt?
For a second for I forgot, but thank god I remember
there a reason out fire's now just a dying ember.
Her pretty brown eyes, they shine in the sun
she might not be good, but she's **** good fun.
I've had too many angels, I need a good sinner
the others all lost, but this one's a winner.
Feb 2015 · 278
On the subject of kisses
I can't ever remember the taste, of her lips
The only memory of her is my arms round her hips
She tasted too sweet, too much and too strong
Sure she tasted nice, but the kiss it felt wrong
Every kiss with her, I was thinking of another
and then she came, my most regretted lover,
And my memory's faded, of her lips too
and on the subject of kisses, I'm thinking of you
Feb 2015 · 469
Come on Princess
Ever since I saw you from afar
and saw your eyes shining like a star,
each one a perfect little ellipse,
I've been dreaming of your lips.
So come on princess, come take my hand
and in this dying light we'll stand
alone together, our fingers entwined
the thought you, dancing on my mind.
My beautiful princess, with lips so sweet
because of you my heart beats fleet,
and when you leave, I will miss you
until this distance we eschew.
Feb 2015 · 524
The death of poetry
Because there aren't any words any more, not for you and not from me
Because I don't feel a thing any more, and it's no-one's fault you see
But actually I tell a lie, because these words will never end
But what's changing now, is the person to whom I'll send,
each long winded poem and handwritten note
each perfect kiss and each misused quote.
Just a glimpse, from afar
of a perfect shinning star
and now my heart, it starts to sing
these poems in my ears they ring.
Of love, of life, of hate, of war
passion, triumph and so much more,
and to think I thought these words were gone,
thankfully I'll keep going on
till I draw my final breath
writing poems unto my death.
Feb 2015 · 290
One final moment
One final moment till I achieve peace
With one final breath, the voices will cease
And no one will notice, not for many a'day
and those who do notice, won't care either way
So to end my life, with the ****** of this blade
and so to end, all the mistakes I have made.
Feb 2015 · 351
I'm not sorry
I'm sorry my dear that I've gone away
But surely you knew I wouldn't stay
Because you never loved me
and I loved you you see
and it hurt to think about you and him
and it hurt that you cast me out on a whim
So I'm not sorry that I've gone away
because you never wanted me to stay
Well heres your explanation as to why we aren't friends any more.
Feb 2015 · 301
I don't exist
I don't exist to the girl I love
Yet she's still the one I'm dreaming of
She won't read poems, she doesn't think I'm writing
about how every day's a struggle, and it's for her I'm fighting
But one day I'll lose, and I won't me missed
and on that day, I won't exist
Feb 2015 · 223
Untitled
But if I tell the truth, well I don't love you
and baby girl I know that you know that too
Yet despite this well, here I am
at your door, flowers in hand
Feb 2015 · 222
Untitled
How can I feel this way about someone I hate?
How come when I feel this way, it's over a year too late?
I didn't ask for any of this, but I guess I deserve it
Feb 2015 · 614
Late night thoughts
I can't handle caring any more,
I'm just another thing for them to ignore
I have to be up in six hours, but hand me that drink
Till they're not on my mind 'cause I can no longer think
Don't let them distract, you must stay alert
and don't ever be happy, you'll only get hurt
Feb 2015 · 635
Full circle.
Soft, sweet laughter, and moments enjoyed,
Half hidden smiles, and people to avoid,
moments of tenderness, such love unchecked,
a time long gone, that once was perfect.
And so my poems about her come full circle, and draw to an end.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/635601/a-night-long-gone/
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